Bette:

A loud knock on the door woke us up in a jolt.

“What the fuck?” I heard Tina say groggily.

We had only gone to sleep around half an hour ago because we just couldn’t get enough of each other. I lost count of how many times we made each other come. The insistent knocking banging on the door harder and I sat up.

“Who the fuck is that at this hour?” I said standing up.

“Mmm, hold on,” Tina said sitting up, “let me go with you.”

“You don’t have to,” I said putting on my boy shorts and grabbing Tina’s discarded tank top and slipped it on.

“No, if someone’s here now it’s important,” Tina said slipping on her boy shorts, “and that shirt was mine.”

“Well get another one,” I said standing up with a grin.

Tina scoffed and stood up lazily. She dragged her feet to the drawer and grabbed another tank top.

“That’s mine,” I said with a chuckle.

“One for one,” Tina said laughing, slipping on the shirt. We walked out of the room lazily and answered the door tentatively.

“Bette! Tina!” Shane yelled once the door was opened. She looked terribly panicked. Tears were streaming down her face and she looked anxious. I opened the door all the way and turned on the light.

“Shane, what’s wrong?” I said worriedly.

“What’s going on?” Tina said anxiously.

“Alice has been shot!” Shane said desperately, “we tried to call you but you didn’t answer!”

“The phone is unplugged, sorry,” I said, “where is Alice? Is she okay?”

“I don’t know,” Shane cried, “Tasha was crying hysterically, I could barely understand her. She said they’re at the general hospital, Carmen is waiting for me outside, come on, we have to go!”

“Oh my God!” Tina said anxiously. This was the first time I turned to look at her, mostly because I was struggling with the news myself. She had tears streaming down her face and she was almost hyperventilating.

“Tina, Tina,” I said grabbing her arms, “calm down, baby. Come on, let’s get dressed and go to the hospital.”

“O-okay,” Tina said in between sobs walking towards the bedroom.

“We’ll meet you there,” I called back to Shane, “please, let Carmen drive okay, I don’t want you driving.”